Butch Dawson - On It lyrics

[Intro] I usually don't do this but uuuuh… [Verse: Zheep] I Walk in the spot I Feel like the illest f** who do it big We do it the biggest My gold is Olympic My whip is vanilla Ice-ice on the teeth Make a b**h back pedal They say I'm pick of the litter Jimmy Hendrix or I'm Jimmy Henchman Either way I make a k**ing Dressed to k** Or that metal steal Either way I make a k**ing Burning gas like a Expedition Book a show & take a expedition Get the money we ain't never tripping Yeah The world is ours like 60 minutes Never ever think for a f**ing Second We could ever ever fall second I wake up getting to the f**ing paper Like I'm writing letter after letter I was raised knowing its a cold world Now my skin Made of a sweater I remember serving hella Hellen Keller Just to put gear in my dresser [Hook: Butch Dawson] Now-a-days I never f** with n***as I ain't got a problem with me burning bridges For this sh** I die for And the world to witness Ima get it get it n***a pay attention When it's alright All my n***as k**in Put a rack up on it, put a stack up on it Thought I was gone but I'm back up on it Thought i was gone but I'm back up on it [Verse 2: Zheep] We do this sh** on the Reggie Holding it down like its heavy I scoop a girl in a Chevy Get in that b**h like a wedgie We ain't the Same bro I don't know Ya name bro I work & I grind Don't f** up my drive Stay in Ya lane bro f** all the beating around Let's Get to the point like a decimal I put Tf on for my town But Get the hater off my genitals These n***as s**ing more than tentacles b**hes look at me like I'm edible f** it I know Im incredible I Feel like the Hulk I'm Incredible [Hook x2]